Eight: Hatake Kakashi and Uchiha Sasuke – Two of a Kind
Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto.
A/N: Okay, so I've gotten some feedback (You know who you are) that gave me the idea to turen this into a full fledged NaruOC romace fic. Thing is, I'm not entirely sure that I can manage to update in time for the changes in the plot to commence.
Therefore, I'm putting this matter on hold until I get sufficient feedback that you want Yukio and Naruto to end up together. So I've decided to let the reviews decide.
Please vote.
Oh one more thing. Yumexchan, this chapter is dedicated to you. Hope you enjoy!
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The Ichiraku was packed to the brim. Packed to the brim with customers from every walk of life. From shinobi to civilians, the Ichiraku served them all.
"Hey! Where's my pork ramen!"
"I've been waiting an hour for my miso ramen and it's still not here!"
"What's the deal with this service! It sucks!"
Er…trying to anyway.
A very harrowed looking Ayane rushed from table to table with two full trays balanced in her arms. With Yukio taking the day off, there was only one waitress to fill the massive influx of customers. Unfortunately, it was growing every minute.
I left the ninja academy for this! Ayane thought bitterly. "Dad, now that mom's gone, can I help you run the Ichiraku?" "Sure honey! That'd be great!" I could be trained to kill people by now! I could be out in the world having adventures and facing off against missing-nin like Kakashi and that really scaly person whatsisface, and that weird kid with the heavy bags under his eyes.
Oh where has my youth gone! Give me back my youth damn it!
Oblivious to Ayane's neurotic inner ranting, Hatake Kakashi and his protégé, Uchiha Sasuke, were sitting in a booth patiently waiting for their orders to be served. They didn't really care much for ramen. As a matter of fact, they couldn't stand the stuff. But, as the Copy Nin was quick to point out (and Sasuke quick to deny), they were both here for one reason and one reason alone.
Asakura Yukio.
Bored with nothing to do, Kakashi attempted something so many people before him have and failed at. But he was confident that he would be the first to succeed. He quickly listed all of his strengths and with each item he raised his confidence level.
Had he not memorized a thousand jutsus?
Was his name not known in several countries and spoken in fear by those who once opposed him?
Was he not the genius Copy Nin of Konoha with the fully mastered Sharingan eye even though he wasn't an Uchiha?
Didn't he have all twenty three volumes of the Icha-Icha paradise, including the intensely dark Icha-Icha Pornographic Violence issue?
Deciding quickly, Kakashi set about his chosen mission.
He attempted to initiate a conversation with Uchiha Sasuke.
"So, what do you think happened to Asakura-san?"
"Hn."
"You think she came to work today?"
"Hn."
"You know, I really don't speak 'hn'."
"Hn."
"If you say 'hn' one more time it means you're actually gay and secretly crushing on Naruto."
"Hn-what!"
Kakashi's single visible eyebrow went up. Sasuke restrained the urge to kill his jounin-sensei right there. He had a hundred different reasons to do so. For one thing, if he killed Kakashi, he would surely be strong enough to kill that man.
Plus he was pissed that the silver-haired ninja implied something about his sexuality. He wasn't gay. Even if he was, that dead-last idiot would probably be the last person he would crush on.
Neji maybe.
Wait a minute. Bad mental image.
Sasuke instead gave his chuckling jounin-sensei the patented Uchiha Glare. Kakashi kept chuckling under his breath.
"Seriously. I hate you."
Kakashi was all set to shoot back a really witty retort when Ayane finally arrived at their table to give them a bowl of vegetable ramen and one of barbecued beef ramen. Which, incidentally, they didn't order. Sasuke was about to point this out when he saw the insane glint in old man Ichiraku's daughter. The Uchiha gulped under his breath and bit down on the really biting and sarcastic comments, which would inevitably cost him his ability to bear children if indeed, Ayane is going crazy.
He so did not want his flowery dress-wearing brother to be the last Uchiha.
Before the waitress left, Kakashi managed to ask the whereabouts of a certain woman they both were waiting for. "Yukio-san is at the hospital," Ayane managed, balancing the double trays. Sasuke piped up.
"Why? What happened? Is she hurt?"
"No she wasn't. Hey I'll have your order in a minute so stop yelling!"
Ayane glared at the customer (a Hyou jounin) and waited for him to apologize before she continued. "She's just watching over Naruto-kun. He's the one who ended up hospitalized. Now if that's all I think I'll be going." She didn't even wait for them to respond.
Which at the moment, the two shinobi were incapable of.
What was Yukio-san doing taking the day off?
To visit Naruto in the hospital no less.
Now, a normal functioning brain might deduce that Yukio was a friend of Naruto and was just keeping him company to help him recover. But Kakashi's and Sasuke's weren't quite normally functioning brains right now. Let's take a look see what they're thinking, shall we?
Kakashi's mind
What? Yukio-san is visiting Naruto in the hospital?
Maybe they're just friends.
But what if they're not!
Oh no! I got defeated by my own student!
Must…kill…
No…A teacher must not kill his student…a teacher must not kill his student…a teacher must not kill his student…but what if it was for the sake of love?
Alright. Not a pretty picture. What about what's going on in Sasuke's mind?
How is this possible? I was beaten by a dead last! Damn that dobe. How am I going to be able to kill thatman if I don't get a girlfriend before Naruto?
Oh no. Maybe I am gay…
This means that the flowery-dress wearing idiot will actually be the last Uchiha.
Our clan is so dead…
Even worse, yes? But the insanity underlying all their thought patterns was completely ignored by both Sharingan users. Both the Uchiha prodigy and the Copy Nin found themselves on the same situation. Knocked senseless by the thing called love.
"The world sucks," they both lamented.
A/N: Thought to write a purely humor chapter. Hope you liked. Enjoy!